“Yas’m, sho is, Miss. I’se mighty glad to see y’all folks from down home he’pin’ wid it.”
When the singers had driven away, Nancy’s superior officer turned to her and said, “We have you to thank for a wonderful program, Nancy. I had no idea you could get up anything so nice.”
“Thanks,” said Nancy happily. “It really went off more smoothly than I expected. But I never could have done it without Miss Anna Darien, and the Red Cross back in Sydney. They got me the colors for decorations, and the flags of the different countries.”
“Not the confederate flag?” questioned Lieutenant Hauser, and smiled reminiscently at the hurrah it had created.
Nancy lowered her eyes self-consciously. “I was a little nervous as to how they might receive that,” she admitted.
“You made quite a hit. I’m sure I never felt such a wave of enthusiasm as they put into Dixie.”
“There’s Something Familiar About Your Face, Sam.”